How can the president be fierce

Chapter 711 Thinking about that picture is a bit hopeless.

He studied medicine in college, and was once a medical genius who made the entire Harvard Medical School proud. But then his father died suddenly, and Xihe only wanted to have fun again. Sea Group.

"It shouldn't be a serious problem, but there is a lump on the forehead, and it will be healed soon after applying ice."

He got up and glanced at her lightly: "But it's not serious, it's a fact that he was hurt! Mu Sheng has only this son, you should know how precious he is, remember to push this matter to Qing Xiaomo, otherwise there will be no harm." So easy to get through."

Xia Huan bit her lip, with a strong nasal sound in her voice: "Isn't that good?"

After all, it was her fault. Pushing it to Qing Xiaomo always felt a bit villainous, and she disdained such behavior.

Xishang leaned down and said in a gentle voice, "I want to bear it for you, but Liang is not a one-year-old or two-year-old ignorant child, he will sue Musheng himself, unless Qing Xiaomo asks him, and this Although the injury is not serious, the private doctor of the Presidential Palace will give him a monthly physical examination, and he will still find out in due course! Only when Qing Xiaomo admits that she did it, Mu Sheng will not be angry."

Xia Huan was still hesitating: "It's not that good..."

The curvature of the man's thin lips unknowingly showed some nasty traces: "Of course, you can also admit it directly, the big deal is that Mu Sheng will be ruined and homeless. Then I will see if there are any maids at home. There is a vacancy, if you apply for it, you should not starve to death."

From being a national goddess who is loved by thousands of people, to being a poor maid who earns a living, and even working as a maid for this old fox of Xishang...

Thinking about that picture is kind of depressing.

Xia Huan shivered, and smiled dryly: "Actually, it's good to be mean once in a while. Later, I'll tell Qing Xiaomo to let her take the blame for me."

Xishang's deep sea-like dark eyes seemed to have fallen into a few stars, shining brightly, but the voice was even more deceptive: "Smart."

Xia Huan looked at him, a little absent-minded, and suddenly said in a strange way: "Have you had dinner yet?"

The man's handsome face was pressed even lower, his thin lips were almost touching the tip of her nose, and his breath brought out a hot breath: "What? Are you going to wash yourself for nothing?"

In the mixed entertainment industry, Xia Huan had heard many times more blatant words than this. The woman who never batted her eyelids turned red in a rare way, and glared at him in embarrassment.

Xishang laughed softly, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, making it hard to see through: "Are you so careless? Now you have nothing but that small studio, except for paying me back with your body. What else can I take? Huh?"

In a word, Xia Huan was successfully brought back to reality.

He fought this man twice, and he swallowed up the huge Xia family group in two bites. This man is a low-quality man who would not hesitate to use his marriage as a bargaining chip for money.

She was trapped in that nightmare marriage for two full years, and finally managed to get out by cutting off all the property left by her parents.

This man is the master who owed him a point and will definitely get it back a hundred times.

How could she choose to call him when she was most flustered and helpless?

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

She came back to her senses, and took advantage of the time when the door was opened to sort out her somewhat chaotic thoughts. As soon as she opened the door, the thoughts that had just been sorted out halfway froze.

(End of this chapter)